poetry

How do you hurt me hard? by Tereso Almanza

It was that feeling inside the center of my soul. It was the gilted thunder in the air. Maybe the sun baked the Earth, my skin scorched in third degrees of boiling flare. How hard the pain does hurt. You will never know. When I wake up at three in the...

Driving to insanity

    Crashing inside of my head My mind collapsing caving in on me  I'm sitting on the wrong side of the car But for a minute I don't care  I want to be free of this problem I turn the shiny keys  Press the button The engine...

Lost

It is long, since I last saw your face. You left me in a storm, and by morning, I found no trace. Come back to me, I beg you. Please! Let me show you that my heart is true! Don't make me stand here, my heart breaking! Come back, my...

to a dear friend

I remember the little you When you were maybe 5/6/or/7  Your mom would babysit me  But we would play together  Like If it was meant to be..   I remember when you were my friend  When nobody was judging us...

a normal outside day

White streak across the sky  Sun reflecting on my screen Sitting down on this old table  Seeing two birds flee and fly Listening to music.. Hear a roar of a motorcycle  Watch people play with wood  Chilly...

two systematic sisters

  They embrace me  Both understand me There is difference though One is skinny and tall While the other is funny Dark skinned and proud of it They are sisters  They care about each other  I wish...

the ugly anger

Sometimes we just need to escape.. To escape from the world.. To escape from all those horrors that haunt our lives..     Sometimes we need to run  Run from the pain and to run from what is making us weak. ...

hard times

  The sun shines so bright on my face I look down and see those cuts heal The light of nature is therapy for me The only light I trust on this earth to reveal its secrets to me.. Are the ones that the sun reflects on...

smile to the seas

I'm not trying to put myself in danger I'm not lonely or depressed I'm a happy young girl who is different    It's hard for you to understand that though Because I do walk in oblivion on occasions  And I do cry...

true powers

  The trees are dancing with me Alive with full grown energy  Nature is patient and kind It never stops living and that's  The kind of love I want...   To look at god and be able  To tell him that I...